"those who cannot remember the past..."
I had a rough night. Few nights actually. They really didn't tell me how rough residency is. My skin is thicker that it once was, but there are days when the hurt of the day floods in, often in my car as I drive away from work. And the tears spill out, and my heart is laid bear.. And there are days that I wish with all my heart that I was anywhere but here. Here, where my failure is always at the forefront. Where I always feel worn out. Where I hurt and I hide it with a pasted smile. Where I feel so inadequate, not good enough for this task.. Here, where I feel so alone without my family and my closest friends. And if I am truly being honest with you I started writing this a few weeks ago with a tremor in my hands, and tears streaming down my face. Because if you knew...If you knew only knew how much my heart and my mind and my body hurts .....I'm standing here in this place where I feel so small and so unable,, I'm standing, maybe similar to a place you to...